Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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your worst nightmare be this verse here
but good, that's what you niggas get for on me
i put your favorite rapper in a hearse right
and i bet his weeping homies won't do shit but call peoples on me
hard to it real when everybody keep it phony
i'mma keep it sosa while these keep it tony
you gotta watch the picture that you painting with verses
we go in niggas' mouths, i don't know bout purses
and what's up this, "i'm just sayin'" shit?
fuck asked you? you shouldn't be saying
problem is, assholes saying shit
but money talks you ain't got it, then you shouldn't be saying
like plaxi-ho, oops, i mean
talking we get 'em robbed -shut the fuck up, cheddar bob
you know the story, nigga home, set it sob
gonna be a hater he can't find a better job
nigga at home, feeling like he out of
nigga on the field, like he out of bounds
to my city, emphasis on my city
that my opinion, but who really fucking with me, huh?
why a fuck it makes no sense to give
that ray j got me so sensitive
big bad wolf dressed in a granny
bitch nigga, i see through tranny disguise
jeans sagging too low, or your panties too high
you can't touch me, you waiting for your to dry
and you don't them niggas in your house though
trying to see if you got
i ain't one to put no out, yo

you shit, i end shit intro/outro
you under the influence, i'm over the
you on a empty tank, i got a clip
you got the dripping from the wolves' lips
don't have that man talking bout you from the
blah, blahsay blah
yeah, death comes in threes like a trois
mase-qua, that's the four-door
my aston martin, that a four-door body
double pipes, that's my four-door
sitting but i'm shitting, my four-door potty
ain't too ride like me, literally
this what separates the from the little league
little me, trying to be the bigger person
dr. banner, but the nigga version
and you don't to see me angry
you won't like it when i'm
my condolences from the
all i say, sorry for your loss